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Ad Free, become a premium member by following the link in the show notes. Breathe in radiant peace and complete relaxation that fill you with comfort and calm.

Keep inhaling and exhaling.

Deeply and fully until your breathing forms a cadence of slow deep breath As you breathe, As you breathe, feel the energy of peace moving through you.

Now imagine relaxing in a pool with turquoise water on a summer afternoon, while slate colored clouds cluster above you.

The clouds billow and pile on top of each other.

Whips of a veil sunlight surround them and the rest of the sky.

After a moment, the air smells sweet with rain and a pea-sized raindrop touches your cheek followed by another and then another. You peek up at the sky and realize that clouds have gathered into one rain cloud

and that it's this one gray cloud that now sheds tears. Looking over the pool, you notice that a handful of rain drops are dropping into the pool. The rain drops are fat and heavy,

and each time one drops in the pool it bounces into a tiny explosion like a

fountain surging with water. Around the pool, dozens of these miniature fountains explode with the beauty and precision of a ballet.

Listening, you notice that each water droplet sounds its own chorus with a gentle splact with groups of drops descending into the pool together in a symphony of pattering. The

The A breeze

The breeze kicks up and like a magic carpet carries a petite sachets through the water.

After a few moments, the petals of the blossom separate and float toward the corners of the pool, like delicate,

lotus flowers. Lotus flowers A stray leaf lands in the pool, bobbing up and down before being picked up and tossed around by the breeze. I'm not I'm I'm

The Leaning against the side of the pool,

you let the cool rain skip on your face.

Then listen as the breeze sings in the trees. After a few moments, the raindrops slow their dance, and an arm of the sun cuts through the gray cloud above. Soon. Soon the sun reaches fully through the rain cloud

and sends it away in innocent pieces. The breeze

quiets

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